Jiang Feng and Wang Daoren, one ran away and the other chased, so I don't know how long the chase was, Jiang Feng felt a little unstable in his breath, but when he saw the Wang Daoren chasing behind him, he scolded in his mouth, his feet were like a living wind, and his breath was long, far from being comparable to him.

Jiang Feng deliberately ran away, in order to deal with the royal Daoist in a no-man's land, lest he leak the news that he had obtained the wooden dragon root, at this time, seeing the reaction of the royal Daoist, he couldn't help but feel slightly cold, Xuan-level masters, even if it was only the early stage of Xuan-level, could easily crush yellow-level masters.

Moreover, Wang Daoren was extremely cunning at first glance, far from being comparable to the purple-clothed girl he met in the Grand Canyon of Changbai Mountain.

Under the fluttering of his mind, Jiang Feng had no choice but to continue to escape, and Wang Daoren scolded: "Bastard boy, if you dare to run, you are about to tire me to death, uncle, I swear, if I catch you in a while, I will skin you and light you with a sky lantern." ”

"Wang Daoren, wouldn't it be too early to say this now?" Jiang Feng smiled coldly, seeing that there was a dense forest in front of him, the figure flashed, and quickly got in.

"Master Dao, I have always said that I will do it, if you don't believe it, just try. Wang Daoren scolded again, without the slightest hesitation, and rushed into the dense forest with Jiang Feng.

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

Then I saw two figures in the dense forest, one in front of the other, constantly circling at a speed that almost broke through the limit of the naked eye.

The distance between the two sides was constantly narrowing, and suddenly he heard Wang Daoren's cruel voice and smile, and under the flickering of the figure, the dust in his hand stabbed straight towards Jiang Feng.

The distance between each other at this time was only four or five meters away, as soon as Wang Daoren made a move, Jiang Feng immediately felt a cold wind on his back, and in a hurry, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, turned around, and faced Wang Daoren head-on, and at the same time, he stored his qi in his right hand and grabbed the dust that Wang Daoren stabbed.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was trying to grab the dust with his bare hands, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a twist of his wrist, the dust turned into a sweep, sweeping towards Jiang Feng's wrist, he wanted to try it, whether Jiang Feng's hand was hard, or the dust in his hand was more powerful.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", Jiang Feng's hand was swept firmly, just by being swept away, Jiang Feng just noticed a surge of qi and blood in his body, and his wrist was almost swept off, but the dust was also caught in his hand.

"Good guy, it's really a bit of a doorway!" Wang Daoren could see that Jiang Feng's strength was not as good as his own, he originally thought that Jiang Feng's actions just now were asking for his own death, but he didn't expect Jiang Feng to really catch the dust, the expression on his face couldn't help but be a little ugly, the figure flashed, his left hand clenched into a fist, and attacked Jiang Feng's chest.

Wang Daoren fought fast, from being caught by Jiang Feng in the dust, to punching with his left hand, it was almost completed at the same time, Jiang Feng secretly complained, but he had no choice at this time, so he had to punch out with his left hand.

"Boom!"

The two fists intersected, and there was a dull muffled sound in the air, Jiang Feng's figure shook, took two steps back, and his right hand was released at the same time, and the dust fell into the hands of the royal Daoist again.

Wang Daoren held the dust in his hand, looked at his left hand, and looked at Jiang Feng with some surprise, the power of his punch, he knew better than anyone else, with all his strength, below the Xuan level, there was absolutely no one who could resist it.

But Jiang Feng actually resisted, although he was a little injured, but this situation still made Wang Daoren shocked and angry.

"Little brother, you are really surprising and delighted, in the middle of the yellow level, you actually have the strength to fight with Dao Ye and me, you say, should I kill you, or should my subordinates be merciful. Wang Daoren said with a smile.

Having said that, Wang Dao has already moved the killing machine in his heart, Jiang Feng is so old, he has such a cultivation, if the time comes, once he grows up, it will be very terrifying.

Since they have formed a life-and-death enmity with each other, if he doesn't kill Jiang Feng, once Jiang Feng grows up, he will definitely kill him first and then quickly.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to fight, you can fight!" Jiang Feng said coldly.

In his heart, he was also shocked by the strong strength expressed by the royal man, he did not guess wrong, this royal Taoist was indeed more difficult than the purple-clothed girl.

"Of course you have to fight, let's take it!" Wang Daoren yīn smiled coldly, deceived himself, turned the dust in his hand into a Dao whip shadow, and whipped towards Jiang Feng.

The dust swept the air, and even the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp sound, Jiang Feng's eyes were shocked, but he did not avoid it, but took the initiative to attack when the royal people attacked. The distance was shortened in an instant, and Jiang Feng punched straight into the chest of the king man.

"I think you're looking for death!" Wang Daoren never thought that Jiang Feng would use such a stupid move, this was a clear defeat for both sides, but how could he take Jiang Feng to heart, just when Jiang Feng attacked with a punch, he swept the dust in his hand and swept towards Jiang Feng's back.

Jiang Feng took a few steps and exerted his speed to the extreme, he really planned to lose both with the Wang Daoren, but things were definitely not what the Wang Dao people thought.

Seeing the change of the king's move, Jiang Feng immediately jumped up and dodged, the trajectory of the fist attack remained unchanged, and suddenly, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, his back was swept by the dust, and there was a hot pain, but Jiang Feng's fist also fell on the chest of the king.

After Wang Daoren swept away the dust, the figure retreated sharply, avoiding Jiang Feng's fist, but seeing that at this time, there was a smile on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.

Seeing that Jiang Feng was still laughing after being injured, Wang Daoren was surprised for a while, and was about to ask you what you were laughing at, but before the words could be spoken, he noticed a slight pain in his chest, as if he had been bitten by a mosquito.

Wang Daoren subconsciously looked down, that is, he saw that at the chest, I don't know when, there was an extra silver needle, and the silver needle was submerged in most of the body, exposed to the air, trembling.

This silver needle did not pierce the heart, but it pierced into a large hole in the chest, and the royal Taoist immediately felt that the qi and blood flowed backwards, and the breath was unstable, and under the shock and anger, he almost fell to the ground with a weak foot.

At this time, how could Wang Daoren not know why Jiang Feng not only dodged just now, but took the initiative to attack, this was indeed a lose-lose situation, but his injuries were stricter than Jiang Feng's.

"Ahh

He entered, Jiang Feng retreated, and while retreating, his wrist flicked, and a few silver needles went towards the royal daoist.

These silver needles, which he asked Brother Xiong to buy when he was in Baishan City, were originally used for acupuncture and moxibustion to treat people, but he didn't expect that they would be used to kill people.

Wang Daoren shook the dust in his hand, waved off the silver needle that came towards him, his face became more and more cold, and he said: "What a little guy, he can even use a hidden weapon." But if you're just doing that, it's still too far away. ”

"Whether it's too far off, you'll find out soon. Jiang Feng smiled faintly, his arm was raised again, Wang Daoren thought that he had a silver needle in his hand, and instinctively dodged to the side, but at this moment, there was a slight sound of "bang", and the bullet came towards him at a moment.

Wang Daoren's face changed drastically, who would have thought that Jiang Feng had a gun in addition to the silver needle in his hand, and he swept back in a hurry, and the figure moved around in place, which could avoid this bullet, but he was also sweating profusely.

But before he could breathe, the gun in Jiang Feng's hand once again shè out two bullets in succession, one up and down, shè to the king.

Wang Daoren had to retreat again, but his speed was no match for the speed of the bullet, although his body was extremely fast, he was still shot in the thigh, and he fell to his knees crookedly.

"Stinky boy, you actually shoot!" Wang Daoren scolded.

Jiang Feng said coldly: "Anyway, it's either me who kills you, or you kill me, does it matter what means you use?"

The gun in his hand was still brought by the sheep when he killed Qin Jun and his party, and it inadvertently came in handy at this time, but there was no smugness in his heart.

He deliberately slowed down the speed to let the Wang Daoren catch up, and used the silver needle to confuse, and chose to shoot when the Wang Daoren was the most relaxed, but the shot at the critical moment was still dodged by the Wang Daoren.

Although the two shots fired in succession in the back caused Wang Daoren to be injured a little, the bullet shè in the thigh, for a cultivator like Wang Daoren, it was just a little skin injury, and it would not hurt the muscles and bones, and it would not weaken the combat power too much.

"Well, that's a good point. Wang Daoren looked at Jiang Feng fiercely, and said: "If I want to think that I am a hypocrite, you kid, you can be regarded as a real villain, since you have a gun, why hesitate too much, just shoot me shè." ”

Having said that, there was a little more solemnity in his expression, his eyes looked at the gun in Jiang Feng's hand without blinking, as long as Jiang Feng had the action of pulling the trigger, he would definitely react as soon as possible.

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, how could he not know that after losing the advantage of sneak attack, in this kind of head-to-head situation, even if he had a gun in his hand, it would not be of much use.

"Let me ask you again, are you still fighting?" Jiang Feng said in a deep voice, at this time he absolutely could not show any fear.

"Don't fight, stinky boy, count yourself as good luck this time, if it falls into the hands of Dao Ye and me next time, Dao Ye, I will definitely let you not survive, you can't die!" Wang Daoren's eyes flashed with a poisonous light, and he seemed to be a little confused by Jiang Feng's words, but after scolding, he still turned around and quickly disappeared from Jiang Feng's eyes.

When the royal Daoist disappeared, Jiang Feng's figure flickered, and he fell to the ground on one knee, although he used disgraceful means to force the royal Daoist away, but he also became the end of the crossbow.

The last sentence is completely a gamble of luck, if Wang Daoren fights for his life to kill him, he will definitely die today, fortunately, Wang Daoren does not dare to take risks.

But Rao is like this, Jiang Feng is also not lightly injured, he is worried that Wang Daoren will turn around and come back at any time, he does not dare to stay here longer, stand up, and is about to leave.

But at this moment, a crisp voice came from not far away: "Brother Hu, did you hear it just now? I seem to have heard a gunshot." ”

With the sound of speaking, around Jiang Feng, there were suddenly a few more figures, and at the same time, several guns were aimed at him from a distance, and a loud shout sounded in his ears: "Raise your hands, or we will shoot!"